Chapter 17

~Fifteen Years Ago~ Lucius clutched the torn photograph in his trembling hands. Tears welled up in his eyes as he traced the contours of his mother's face in the photograph, his fingers trembling against the delicate paper. He had never truly appreciated the depth of the bond he shared with his parents until that fateful day when they were taken from him. The vivid memories of the attack haunted him. The chaos and violence that had unfolded before his eyes were etched into his soul, a painful reminder of his helplessness as he watched the wolves responsible for this devastation. His grief was like a storm within him, a tempest of emotions that he struggled to contain. Anguish, anger, and an unquenchable thirst for vengeance brewed within his heart. He knew he couldn't allow his parents' deaths to go unpunished, and that resolve took root within him. Just as he crumbled the picture in his trembling hands, a voice cut through his turmoil. "I am sorry." Lucius looked up to see Thane,